Jan 10, 2008 21:14
I'm going home for a few days to be with him. I always say he is the female version of the male version of me, 'cause he's gay, and our grandmothers were just another way we were simpatico. Our grams were our favorite people in the world and we were theirs. Our grandmothers lived next door to each other in a senior apartment complex and we would bop in and out visiting the two of them, feeling completely comfortable as part of each others families. I lost my gram two years ago and it was the hardest loss I've ever faced. My boo has also faced many sicknesses with his 'Meema' and it's difficult to keep preparing yourself and then having to cycle through it all again. We were blessed to know our grams in our adult lives and came to love them as friends. His loss dredges up emotions that I'm still grappling with, things I'm in denial about.
This morning at work I got a text message. My entire phone book was lost when I had to have my phone replaced so all I had was an unfamiliar number with this message 'My gram died this morning. I'm headed to NY tonight' It took me a second, but I knew it couldn't be anybody else and I started to tear up in front of co-workers.
So, for those of you new to my friends list, going home means being away from it all. I will have no access to cell phones or internet, so I won't be around for several days. I'll be back on Sunday or Monday. Don't write too much, so I don't have a ton of catch up to do when I get back.
I'll write my daily posts on my comp and upload them when I get home.
By for now loves.
gram,
boo,
death